Escucho palabras como "Tu me haces fuerte, tu eres mi fortaleza" pero... Me preguntó día tras día si yo en algún momento encontraré mi fortaleza, mi fuerza, aquella que me fue arrebata desde muy pequeña, me preguntó si en algún momento podré mirar al cielo y agradecer porque me siento en paz, por qué encontré mi felicidad, por que por fin deseo continuar y no tengo constantes pensamientos de "acaba con tu vida ya".

After falling back into her drug haze, Demi can do nothing but watch as her life crashes and burns from the walls of her old treatment center, Timberline Knolls. Can her career be saved? Will the public be willing to give her a second chance? And what will become of her marriage? Can either of them survive the other's betrayal?

Demi Lovato lesbian fanfiction

Sierra is given the chance of a life time: The chance to dance on stage at one of Demi Lovato's concerts. First, she has to go through a competition, and she won't let her life outside of dance stop her from competing. She has confidence issues, though, which hold her back from going all out. When at the competition, something tragic happens that chances Sierra's life completely. Demi takes her into her care, where Sierra has to try even harder to keep her secrets. Will Demi ever find out? Will Demi be able to save Sierra in time? Or will Sierra always be known as the one who tried too hard?

My name is Isabella Lovato-Valderamma. Yeah, it's a mouthful so I usually just go by Izzy... The kids in school have other nicknames for me; Slut, Whore, Fatass, Btich, Emo, Attention-Seeker... it's all true of course. Why would they sugarcoat it? I bleed to feel and I don't eat to be perfect. I can stop anytime i want, and I will... once i'm perfect. You want to know the rest? Read on. I only have one rule... Don't tell mom.

I date men, but you're acting like a little boy
And no, I ain't your little toy
Honey, I don't need new friends
Figure out just what you want, and what the hell you're waiting on
Before you hit my phone again
Sending all these messages alone at night, Patron at night
In the morning, different story, ain't that right?

Me preguntan qué es lo que veo en ti. Sonrío, agacho la cabeza y no respondo, porque no quiero que también se enamoren de ti. PROHIBIDA LA COPIA Y/O ADAPTACIÓN DE ESTA HISTORIA. Registrada en Safe Creative.